The Path to Becoming Immortal

It turned out that after chasing for a distance, several people did not find any trace of Ning Ping, so they returned to look for him.

"Damn, this guy is a bit weird, how come he suddenly disappeared again."

"Don't be long-winded, look carefully, this guy is very cunning."

While talking, one of them came to the tree hole and looked inside the tree hole, but did not find anything. However, the blood dripping on the clothes outside caught his attention.

"There is blood here." A cry of surprise attracted the other people, and they looked carefully not far from the tree hole.

Then another person looked at the tree hole again without giving up.

"The blood is going forward over there, Ayong, you go to the top of the tree to check, and we will continue to chase in this direction."

After that, one person jumped onto the tree with a few kicks, and the rest chased forward in different directions.

After all this trouble, Ning Ping's soul power has been exhausted, and he had to lift the invisibility. However, after their repeated inspections, it is safe for the time being.

The sky darkened, and when there was no movement outside, a bold idea came to his mind. After this experience, a surge of anger surged in his heart.

Then the invisible soul body floated up in the night and went to the top of the tree.

On the tree, they found that the man they called Ayong was leaning against the tree trunk and looking around.

Ning Ping rushed forward with a grim smile on his face, and the soul-eating technique started to work frantically.

Ayong was immediately shocked and lost his ability to move, but the look of fear on his face looked particularly ferocious in the night.

He opened his mouth, but could not make any sound, and his whole body began to twitch. Just as he was about to fall under the tree, he was restrained by a force and was firmly placed in the tree branches.

Ning Ping's soul-devouring technique was much faster than Yang Qizhen and the others. In less than ten breaths, the man had already died with his eyes hollow and his body gray.

A very comfortable feeling came from his soul, and the soul power consumed during the day was quickly replenished under the operation of the technique.

At night, Ning Ping was alone, and this was his paradise. It could be said that there was no one who could threaten him anymore.

Ning Ping quickly stripped off A Yong's clothes. The storage bag had basically all the commonly used medicines. He applied medicine to the wound on his body and bandaged it again, and swallowed a Qi-boosting pill.

After swallowing the Qi-boosting pill, the wound miraculously began to itch, and the injury began to recover rapidly. This was the first time I encountered this situation. I really didn't think of taking this Qi-boosting pill. If I had taken it at the first time, I'm afraid it would be much better now.

Ning Ping didn't dare to delay any longer. After putting on his clothes, he continued to walk in the direction where Shen Qingyao left.

With two minds at the same time, the soul power recovered quickly, and it recovered more than half in a short while. This is exactly the credit of the Soul Devouring Technique, and it also shows its horror.

At this time, Ning Ping also noticed the gap between the souls. After swallowing Uncle An's soul, perhaps because his soul was at a low starting point at that time, or because it was the first time to swallow a soul, the soul was twice as strong after refining. After swallowing Yang Qizhen's soul, there was no such feeling of explosion, but it was much stronger than this person's soul today.

Today, after swallowing and refining, it only strengthened a little, and more of it replenished its own consumption.

With the soul body leading the way in front, Ning Ping's speed was much faster. Until midnight, he finally caught up with the person who was originally tracking him in front.

The soul body pounced directly, and the Soul Devouring Technique sucked it hard, and all the previous consumption was completely replenished. However, the chaos from the depths of the soul still needs to be further refined, but now is not a good time to practice.

However, it seemed that the crisis had passed. There were no more people chasing and blocking the way ahead, and after dawn, some traces of Shen Qingyao were detected.

After dawn, Ning Ping was standing by a turbulent river, and there was no trace of Shen Qingyao.

After a careful inspection, it was found that the mud by the river had collapsed due to being stepped on, and there were some rags hanging on the branches.

‘Did she fall from here? ’ Ning Ping suddenly felt sad. After going through all the experiences, the two had shared hardships and regarded each other as their own family.

After standing for a long time, looking at the turbulent river in front of him, Ning Ping had no choice but to go downstream to find the one he expected in his heart.

Five days later, the riverside had become a cliff, and Ning Ping had no choice but to give up going downstream. After identifying the direction, he went directly to Guangming City.

Two days later, after calculating the distance in his mind and feeling that Guangming City was almost approaching, Ning Ping arrived in a small town in ragged clothes. The brown clothes he originally wore could no longer be seen in their original appearance, just like a beggar.

Ning Ping walked over carefully, but did not find any clothes similar to those of the pursuers, so he felt a little relieved.

The town was not big, and a main road divided the entire town into two, which was less than a hundred feet in total.

Ning Ping did not plan to stay here. According to Hua Wenyao, Guangming City would be in front of him after walking through this town for a few hours.

Just when Ning Ping wanted to go straight through.

"Ning~ Ning Ping!" A woman's low voice came from the side.

Ning Ping was shocked. He didn't expect that someone would be able to recognize him in this state. However, it was a female voice that could call out his name. He was even more delighted when he thought about it - Sister Qing.

But Ning Ping turned his head with great joy, and saw a person he never expected - Feng Qiaoyun. It was her. She was not...

"Feng~Sister Qiaoyun." Ning Ping wanted to call her Senior Sister, but he still held back. Now he had to be careful all the time. Besides, there were so many people and eyes now. He didn't expect that he would be recognized in this state. He saw her standing in front of a restaurant, as if waiting for someone.

"I didn't expect it was you." Feng Qiaoyun was surprised and pulled Ning Ping into the alley, looking up and down.

"Wow..., I didn't expect that there were still people alive in our Chunhui Valley." Feng Qiaoyun couldn't help it anymore and burst into tears.

Ning Ping was also quite emotional when he looked at her. He thought that he had also seen her being humiliated at the beginning, but he was indeed powerless at that time, and he didn't have a good impression of her.

Feng Qiaoyun can be considered a lucky person among the unfortunate. Those people who had humiliated her actually kept their promise and released her halfway. Then she met other cultivators who were traveling the same way. Seeing her good looks, they promised to take her to Guangming City for resettlement after an in-depth conversation. Now she is waiting for those people in the tavern. Now she has no relatives and can only place her hopes on those people.